The King of Evil-free Ghosts formed seals with both hands, dazzled, and then suddenly pointed at me and threw the sickle of the God of Death over.

The momentum was extremely violent. Even the void was cracked, and the turbulent flow of time and space inside rushed out wildly. The terrifying suction force was transmitted, and the surrounding sea water slowly rotated around Baiyu Island, forming a huge vortex.

In the whirlpool, a pillar of water soared into the sky!

Fly directly into the crack.

Dragon absorbs water!

A scene of a dragon sucking water actually formed.

It's so scary!

The Evil-Free Ghost King was very satisfied with the effect. He stood in the air, pinched his waist, and laughed loudly.

However, what happened the next moment made its laughter come to an abrupt end, and it was held back into its stomach, almost choking to death.

Embarrassing!

It's really embarrassing!

The sickle of the god of death stabbed at me quickly... No, it was pounced at me quickly.

Originally, I should have cut me in half with one knife, but the sickle of the God of Death rushed over excitedly when he saw his father's child, and then circled around me, was he still rubbing my body with authority?

I was paralyzed. I originally planned to let this sickle split me in half and try my recovery after becoming a disciple of Changsheng.

Now it seems that even if the Evil Ghost King is tired, he will not be able to control the sickle of the God of Death.

He stared at him with a confused look on his face, and was stunned, with a big head on his body like a bamboo pole, looking a little cute.

For ten seconds, the Evil-Free Ghost King swears: "I'm paralyzed, what's going on?"

King of Evil-free Ghosts: "When this scythe of the God of Death fell from the Western Heaven, it had already touched the original master's divine mark. I went to seclusion and practiced for a whole hundred years. This treasure, I hid on my body, is more precious than what I hide in my head. Now, for a hundred years, I have finally successfully sacrificed it. I planted a hundred thousand marks on it, and finally could barely control it and use it, but now, what's going on? I'm paralyzed, who can tell me what's going on? God, earth, are you playing with me?"

Me: "Haha, the King of Evil Ghosts, I want to thank you for sending my natal magic weapon back. Although it is just a fragment, now, for me, it is like a timely help. As a reward, I will let you die more!"

"What?! This is the fragment of your natal magic weapon? So that's it! So that's it! But God is really cheating me! Humph, I'll spare your life today and turn around. When we Lord Jiuyou merge with the evil god and come out of seclusion, it will be your death."

The evil ghost king ran away.

Running so fast!

After all, he is a ghost king who has been practicing Taoism for 1,500 years, and his speed is much faster than that of a rabbit.

In just one moment, the Evil-Free Ghost King had already hid in the void and disappeared.

However, before I could take action, I just thought about it, and the murderous intention was met. The sickle suddenly flew forward like a meteor.

One stroke!

Just one stroke!

Cold, cruel, without any drag on the mud, its meaning of existence seems to be harvesting life. In the void, the figure of the evil ghost king was immediately revealed.

His three souls and seven spirits have been cut to pieces.

Above the sickle, a dead aura filled the body of the King of Evil-free Ghosts. His soul was destroyed on the spot and turned into nothingness.

The sickle flew back to me.

It roared and flew around me, as if seeking credit and pleasing.

I grabbed the sickle.

In an instant, a familiar mark flashed above the soul. Above the sickle, a black light suddenly shone!

The light was shining like a sun in the sky. However, this sun was just black.

In the soul, a wisp of life and death is established, and a strong and profound connection is established.

Puff puff puff...

A series of clear sounds, which were the marks left by the Evil-Free Ghost King spent a hundred years on it, and all of them were automatically exploded.

good!

It's really great!

With this magic weapon in it, my strength has been greatly improved.

A month ago, I faced Tian Longxiang and didn't even have the power to fight back.

But now, I have become a member of the Changsheng Sect and found the fragments of my natal magic weapon. Now, an elder of the Changsheng Sect comes. I have confidence that even if I don’t beat him to death, I can beat him to death.

Seven days!

In the next seven days, I killed one island after another.

With the sickle of the god of death, harvesting the soul and ghosts is like tailor-made.

One hundred and fifty islands, plus the forty-six before, a total of 196 islands, seventy thousand evil spirits, one hundred ghost kings...

If killing demons and eliminating demons is considered a merit, then my merit is already immeasurable.

Unfortunately, I have never met the immortal master of the Moon Worshiping Sect.

Even the evil ghosts only met a few people who had been practicing Taoism for 1,500 years, and even more powerful, and none of them came out.

The army of evil ghosts could not kill them at all. After killing this group, another group came.

Jiuyou, what exactly are you planning to do?

Even though we know that these evil spirits cannot threaten us at all, why do we still send them here like cannon fodder?

snort!

No matter what bad intentions they have, I will continue to kill them. How many come and kill them.

Now, unless you are a demon who has been practicing Taoism for two thousand years, no matter how many people come, you will die under my sickle.

I looked up at the island in front of me.

That island is not known.

It is a very strange place. There are creatures in the deep underground sea that do not see the light of day all year round. Once, I saw a whale that had melted its eyes, but it was even bigger, as big as a giant ship like a 10,000 tons.

However, no matter what kind of creature, as long as it goes to the island, it will die on it.

At this moment, above the Bugui Island, there were golden giant swords condensed by the four nine heaven-destroying formations shooting down one after another, rumbling like a helicopter bombing.

It is obvious that there must be a powerful ghost destroying the barrier.

Each of the four hundred and ninety islands is not independent. They are connected with each other's aura and form a killing formation to destroy any one. Although it is not enough to destroy the entire formation, it will definitely weaken the power of the formation.

They must be stopped.

I held the immortal sword in my right hand and the sickle in my left hand. The immortal aura was blessed by my body, and I walked in the waves and flew onto the island.

The island is deserted.

Not even a single grass grew.

At first glance, it was bare, except for stone, but also stone.

As soon as I got to Bugui Island, my brows couldn't help but frown.

There are no evil spirits on the island.

However, on the edge of the cliff near the sea, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy stood.

The young man was wearing a linen and linen, carrying a black broken sword, with a expressionless face, like a stubborn stone, standing in the wind and rain, as if he wanted eternal eternity.

In the sky, the golden sword shot down, but it was still ten meters above his head, and it was led away by an invisible force and flew into the sea.

"I’m waiting for you."

He looked at me and spoke, his tone was extremely dull.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!